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So, I've been spending a couple of days with the Bratz. Do you know these young people? 

When they arrive at our house, they're mostly hair, attitude and NO feet.  When I first saw these dolls, I was shocked.  But as I've gotten to know them better, I'm enjoying their new-fangled ways.

Like most young girls, they need to be painted into their jeans.  How little girls' fingers have the strength to pull these on, I don't know.  Their hands are so big that putting a long sleeve over them requires a kind of shoe-horn. 

The hair gets tamed - a little.  Clean clothes are found for each one.  This is not an easy task as their clothes are similar in size to big sister, Barbie, but tighter.  Shoes are always a challenge because there just are never enough.  They just click on those stumpy legs...they're huge to balance those outsize heads, I think. 

 From their hair to their shoes, Bratz are emphatically NOT Barbies.  In fact, they make Barbie seem so old.  Not even a big sister - almost a mother.  Every change that the doll designers try only shows this to be true.  You can't put new styles on the old shape.  Sad to say, Barbie is so dated. 

Working in Bratz world means everything ends in 'Z'.  There are Boyz and Babyz and Mermaidz. The pouty mermaid actually squirts water through her lips.  Without water, you get a kind of wolf whistle.  Girlz will be girlz.

And the boys are slightly more interesting than Ken and his friends.  But, like them, they are simply a bit more buffed and beefy versions of the girls.  To me they have less personality - and definitely weirder hair. 

There is no end to the attitude.  Look at this group.  Can't you just read the body language?  The eye-rolling?  It's fun to create stories for each one as I dress her/him.  I couldn't resist posing these glittery stars all together.  What do you think is going on?